Lyrics:
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?
"Not I," says the referee,
"Don't point your finger at me.
I could've stopped it in
can tell by his charm
But you can feel this real love if you just lay in my
You drivin' fast in my mind
Girl don't cha slow it down
If we carry
Who killed Davey Moore?
Why an' what's the reason for?
"Not I", said the referee
"Don't point your finger at me
I could've stopped it in
away from these demagogues
And these bad luck women stick like glue
It's either one or the other or neither of the two
She says, "Look out, daddy, don't
I for praise ?
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of 49
In the days
amigo straight
Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco
I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
I ate
Moore on the radio, feet on the dash, sixth gear wide open
I only wanna crash into your arms, your lips, your kiss
A night like this you don't wanna
of time
Justin Timberlake
All these rivers you gon' cry
She gon' disappear
Know it caught you by surprise
She gon' hit me up when
She leave her other guy
coming for ya
'Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat
Who can make my life complete
It's all by you, when the music makes you move
Baby do it like
Justin justin
Beaver beaver
Baby baby baby oh
Like baby baby baby no like
Justin justin
Bieber bieber
Justin justin
Beaver beaver
Justin justin
Bieber
"Yeah you like that don't you?!?"
K- "Hey guys! Guys! Stop fighting! This song is about togetherness!"
J- "He's right"
K- "Bill, can you say to Justin
To be angry, hesitate to smile, build lies upon lies
Nothing hurts like the truth
But it will grow your mind
If you don’t accept it, you’ll be healed by
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore
Ladies and gentlemen
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name
Justin
All the way
Justin Bieber and 3pac, so cute oh my god
Your love's so deep
You know that it humbles me (yeah)
You're by my side
Them troubles them not trouble me
I can't take it anymore
Fuck that teacher Mr. Moore
He was trying to teach his kids while making them send child porn
I don't really give a shit
Got
(Justin Hayward) Taxis like beetles run, and I see Neon the city's sun Pavements with yellow lines Up above, all around Grey walls and big bold signs
on a platter
Baby got a man Snoop Dogg, shit it don't matter
Ooh, ahh, Snoop dizzy gots to get busy
Especially when I'm tippin
Look here, and all you niggas
said
Boy I got it
Then I said no
But I like a girl who's in control
She's my rich girl
Rich girl
[Soulja boy]
She rides a barbie phantom
She lives in
the wing-nut ears
Who was waitin' in the car
Well, Robert Moore sensed trouble
He'd seen it comin' from afar
And Betty Coltrane she gasped beneath the table
cant see B.I.G. wit telepathy
the recipe of picture hardcore wit a gun
pimpin aint easy but it's always fun
when I bust my nut
I bust em one by one
so
Scandic
Continental of The Thief?
He just came from the toilet did he poop?
We don't know, but if he did
It is a super scoop!
"Justin talked to a Norwegian
got time Take me back, I don't mind (Take me back) and let me start again What's to do in our time Time hurries by, I keep thinking Don't let it by
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore
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